Merlin's days are series of short one shots, set after S3.
Thanks to my beta TheJunebut1218
Fireflies is a song fic.
I was listening Owl City's Fireflies song fist time, and I don't know, now every time I hear that song I think about Merlin.
Fireflies
It was late summer night. There were no clouds in the sky, only stars that were everywhere.
The feast ended hour ago and Merlin had gone outside of Camelot to collecting some herbs for Gaius, who had mentioned one particular herb that bloomed only during the night. He didn't feel tired at all and the forest was sleeping, so he was just grabbed the basket and left. Arthur celebrated the hardest so Merlin knew that the prince would not awake before the afternoon, so there was time in the morning to sleep. Gaius kept Merlin away from the alcohol to avoid them from hearing Merlin's song, so Merlin's head was sober. He was glad of that.
Finally he found the spot where the flowers were.
It was huge bush and the flowers were middle of it.
Merlin stretched his hand, swayed and fell.
In the middle in the bush.
He crawled up and didn't realize first what was wrong.
There were bright lights everywhere around him.
He just stood there and stared and finally he realized.
Fireflies.
Thousands of fireflies.
Thousands and thousands of tiny fireflies.
They circled around him like dancing.
It was like a dream.
And the world turned slowly.
Merlin laughed.
And he started to move along.
Dancing.
He just danced along.
Spinning.
His arm's swaying.
Through all the evening he hadn't danced like this.
Enjoying.
Laughing.
Like there was nothing to worry about anymore.
Forgotten his problems.
Merlin's eyes flashed in gold and his feet begin to take a step in the air.
He laughed even more.
And the fireflies rose more and more upward on the sky.
Eventually leaving Merlin behind.
They touched the star and slowly disappeared.
And Merlin stood there.
Smiling.
Crying.
Thousands of tiny souls were gone.
Gone in the heaven.
Slowly he landed.
He felt the hard ground again under his feet.
And the earth move fast again.
Merlin felt himself lonely.
He grabbed the basket and the flowers and glancing on the sky one more time, he
left.